Hazelrah chants the magical phrase, 'Ort Por'
Dense gray smoke wells up from Hazelrah's feet, enveloping him.
He vanishes with the dissipating fog.
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An ancient, red dragon has arrived.
An ancient, red dragon has arrived.
A young, ruby dragon has arrived.
A large, green dragon has arrived.
A large, blue dragon has arrived.

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An ancient, red dragon flies south.
An ancient, red dragon flies south.
A young, ruby dragon flies south.
A large, green dragon flies south.
A large, blue dragon flies south.